Smooth
like silk
nary a ripple
his composure
on point
always a reason
to be unavailable
distant
but still
holding onto her
it’s only a game
when she is wise to you
she becomes the problem
suddenly she’s quiet
and passive aggressive
but she’s familiar with
this dance
the one that backs her
up against the wall
mea culpa
hovering
upon her lips
:
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I created this blog as a way to express myself using my poetry and photography. It is a reflection of who I am and of the things that interest me. I have many muses…perhaps the greatest one being my love of the sea, how I gravitate to anything relating to water, how I feel a pull toward it deep in my bones. At times I will be revisiting content that I have shared on Twitter which has, until now, been the forum I have expressed myself in. That said, the content will change over time as the blog grows and develops. It is my hope that the reader will enjoy the journey.
Siren Whispers 
April 17, 2019 at 3:29 pm
❤️
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April 24, 2019 at 3:45 pm
Thank you. Smiles.
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April 17, 2019 at 4:06 pm
Mmmmm
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April 17, 2019 at 8:33 pm
I could interpret this piece in so many ways — and all exquisitely expressed by you. Beautiful, friend.
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April 24, 2019 at 3:45 pm
Thanks so much, my friend. What a wonderful thing to say. Smiles.
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April 24, 2019 at 3:38 pm
This piece is beautiful, but my heart has broken wide open for you today for a different reason. I’m so sorry to hear about your loss. Sending you all the love and comfort I have to give, Christine.
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April 24, 2019 at 3:44 pm
Thank you, Mark. I am afraid that my wording was not the best. I just posted about that. It’s dementia, not death, though in so many ways it has been a slow death for the last few years, progressively getting worse. I appreciate your kind words. Thank you.
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